Where am I?
Clang! Clang! Clang!
It sounded like the doctors were pushing the bed. Where are you pushing me? Morgue or operating theater?
I'm still breathing, I'm still conscious, I'm still thinking-I'm not dead yet.
My entire body felt like it was wrapped in bandages. Now, I felt pain in more than two or three places. My entire body was in pain! It was similar to the melodramatic plot in the TV series where the female lead was whipped and then thrown into a pot of oil to cook me. After being rescued by someone, the female lead was sent to the hospital and was half-conscious and half-unconscious. Was I like this now? It was as if he was already numb to it.
The gurney didn't move very fast. The doctors and nurses seemed to be walking me to the operating room.
In the haze, I saw Xingyuan was also there.
Xing Yuan…was it really your order…
"Yaqi." Xing Yuan called out in a low voice.
Unfortunately, I can't respond. I don't have the strength to respond, and I don't want to respond.
"You must come out alive." he added.
What kind of melodramatic plot was this? It's so familiar and so unoriginal. If you want me to come back to life, you have to have some novelty. Didn't you always like to tease me when you have time?
"If you survive, I'll tell you the truth.”He continued.
The truth? His mind was slightly clearer, but his consciousness was still in a daze.
Bang!
The door was closed. The door to the operating theater was closed. Xing Yuan was blocked outside by the door. However, since he was a vampire and a noble, he should have the ability to save someone. Then why didn't you save me? Or is he not planning to save me at all? Then why do you want me to get out alive? You even said that you would tell me the truth if I got out alive? To trick me? To let me leave this world with regrets? Ye Xingyuan, I won't let you succeed.
It's just that, since when did Xing Yuan and I no longer have trust? What made us lose trust? Perhaps, there is no market for trust between us.
Then why did my relationship with him change so quickly? In the blink of an eye, I've become so, so distrustful of him.
Did she still mind his vampire identity?
Do you still think that vampires are heartless monsters?
Why do I always feel like there's someone controlling me, controlling the thoughts in my brain, making me hate Xing Yuan?
In the end, I was pushed into the operating room.
Dong---
The operating lights were turned on, and the snow-white light shone into my eyes. Helplessly, I didn't feel anything. Even the words " light shining into my eyes " were just a conclusion I came to after watching too many television dramas.
What happened next was like a plot in a TV series. The patient was forced to inject anesthesia and then fell into a deep sleep. Although I was injected with anesthesia, I still felt some pain. In my daze, I felt the scissors cutting a certain part of my body.
Whoosh--
It was as if a large basin of cold water had been poured on me, and a chill covered my entire body. However, to those hateful chili powder, this was nothing. There was nothing to fear.
This basin of water was very clear, as if there were no impurities at all. It was very pure and natural, like some kind of immortal object from the sky. It was also like Guanyin's Poplar Branch Immortal Dew, healing the injured souls of mortals, giving them comfort and making them convert to Buddha again. He gave them rebirth, gave them the light of hope, and found a trace of light in their tragic lives, even if it was a very short and weak light.
But it was better than nothing.
The light stayed on me for a few seconds before pushing me into darkness. Fate was always like this. It gave me some benefits first, but soon, it gave me nothing. What I gained was more than what I lost.
At this point, I had already lost all my senses. My vision was completely replaced by darkness, and I couldn't feel any part of my body. But at least I remembered one thing. Before I fainted, those bodyguards slashed me more than ten times.
In real life, there was a word that could explain this behavior very well: murder.
It was still dark in front of him.
Black was the most terrifying color. It was the color of fear and panic. It could lead people astray, to a dead end, to the path of crime. Black was synonymous with evil and the spokesperson of treachery. From ancient times until now, the mafia bosses liked to wear black clothes-even in the hot summer-even if they understood that black was the easiest to absorb heat, they still wore black clothes as usual. Black was evil. It represented the desire in people's hearts---" The seeds of darkness quietly germinate in the heart, waiting for the opportunity to grow."
And this opportunity had finally arrived.
Even a lotus flower that was " untainted by mud " might not be able to withstand the darkness. I gave in. His eyelids were very heavy, making him lose the desire to open them. So what if they were open? Would light come? The answer was no. Therefore, when it was pitch-black in front of them, very few people were willing to break free from the shackles of darkness and seek light. And those who were willing to be entangled in darkness would never wake up after sleeping soundly.
Black could also make people lose their will to live.
Only by experiencing it personally could one understand how scary hospitals were. The operating theaters were very dark, and many people never woke up after major surgery. It was not that he could not, but he was unwilling.
I don't want to wake up either.
I really wanted to continue sleeping like this. No one would disturb me, I didn't need to care about what Star Distance or South Morning thought, and I didn't need to participate in this. However, my father seemed to be unable to make me ignore him. His father would definitely be unhappy if he went down to see him without finding out the cause of his father's death. Xing Yuan's words had a huge effect on me now. He said that as long as I woke up, he would tell me everything.
I used all my strength to open my heavy eyes. However, I was disappointed.
Without light, it was still darkness.
Why did you lie to me…Why did you tease me…
His body had regained some of its senses, but his entire body was wrapped in thick bandages and he couldn't move. If he wanted to escape, he would definitely suffer a great loss.
Now, I can come to a conclusion-I'm not dead yet. I'm still alive, but I'm seriously injured.
Soon, it was no longer black in front of me, but gradually white. I knew that I saw gauze. His consciousness and organs began to recover.
It felt like a long time had passed. It felt like more than a few hours, more than a few days, more than a few weeks, or even a few months. The recovery time was long. I didn't know if I had already entered a vegetative state. The color in front of me was still white with black, black with white. The only thing left in my brain was slowly dissipating. I believed that it wouldn't be long before I reported to the King of Hell.
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